Time, fate, and luck.

Heaven and earth are eternal, that is, the four seasons of yin and yang.

Han Feng ascended to the middle three grades with a new body of martial arts, only to feel that he was no longer the same person as Fang Cai's self at this moment.

If you have seen the affairs of yin and yang, you can dominate yourself.

wiped away all kinds of psychedelics, so a pair of eyes are as bright as stars.

Opening his eyes, the moon-white tentacles that symbolized Han Feng's martial arts cultivation instantly retracted into Han Feng's body.

The feet fall to the ground slowly, not stained with dust, and as clean as moonlight.

Slowly bowed down and bowed gently to the white-haired old man.

"Junior Han Feng, thank you for the gift from your predecessors, I didn't ask my predecessors to tell me, and I hope to tell you that from now on, the seven hundred years of waiting for your predecessors will not be empty, and your name and surname will be remembered by me for a long time. ”

After speaking, Han Feng Shi Ran stood up, dressed in a white robe, with a clear breeze and bright moon.

The white-haired old man felt the pure aura of "The World Buwu Chapter" on Han Feng's body, and only felt as if he had seen an old man he had almost forgotten.

Those years of endless battles but blood are like jade sprinkled with gold dust...... Fall into your own heart.

"Good!

The old man's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't thank me...... I gave you this burden, so don't hate me in the future...... But it's okay if you hate me, before, there were indeed people in this world who could still remember my name and surname...... Old man Wei Songyun...... From now on, your destiny will be measured by your hands. ”

The white-haired old man took a step back, striking with the bronze chains that touched the ground.

Then, as if they had come to life, the chains suddenly rioted.

Pulling the old man's figure, he instantly fell into the endless void behind him...... But in an instant, the void disappeared, and there was no trace of it.

In the huge bronze ancient hall, the ever-bright lamp is still there.

But Han Feng was the only one left.

After a moment of silence, Han Feng sighed softly.

With a slight wave of his palm, the entire bronze hall was like dust and sand in the wind, scattered between heaven and earth......

Seeing that the foreground was changing, Han Feng had already returned to the sky of the Divine Heaven Ruins.

He stayed in mid-air, and in front of him was a huge prayer flag flying in the air.

Suddenly returning to the present world, Han Feng's body was unbalanced for a while, and he almost fell.

However, in an instant, Han Feng's brand-new body was operational.

The yin and yang origin qi created by the sensational "Nine Yin True Scripture" and "Nine Yang Divine Skills" turned into a Taiji Yin and Yang fish pattern chasing each other, which took shape at Han Feng's feet, dragging Han Feng, who was dressed in white, to stand in the sky.

Han Feng, who was standing in the air, made a move with his hand, and the six prayer flags in front of him quickly merged into one, turning into a huge scroll that was longer than a person.

In fact, the "Tianxia Buwu Chapter" is a martial arts concept, not a substantive martial arts, and the text recorded on the scroll can only be a subordinate martial arts that truncates the concept of "Tianxia Buwu" and records it separately, and cannot be counted as "Tianxia Buwu Chapter".

In fact, even if Han Feng now mastered the "World Buwu Chapter", he couldn't pass it on to others...... Because, this is an independent concept, Han Feng cannot spread it......

Still, this prayer flag scroll is important...... Because it's a magic weapon in its own right.

Han Feng stepped on the Yin Yang Taiji Fish and made a move, and the prayer banner scroll flew to Han Feng's back by itself, hanging horizontally on Han Feng's waist.

Turning around and looking at the battlefield of the entire Shentian Ruins, the whole person was immortal after blessing the new martial arts, plus the scroll behind him...... Han Feng's appearance is a bit like Naruto or Jiraiya in immortal mode...... It's just that there should be less oil paint on the face.

It seems that he has spent a lot of time in the Bronze Palace, and the entire Divine Heaven Ruins battlefield has undergone a lot of changes.

Li Shenzhou, Li Xiaozai, Nian Qingliang and Shen Menglin, four powerhouses with completely different positions, surprisingly stood on the same front, each using martial arts to besiege the same person.

The only one who can forcibly fight with so many people is obviously Gu Xuantong.

While fighting, this guy is still looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Exciting, exciting, exciting! It's really exciting, your martial arts make Gu Xuantong excited!"

As he spoke, Gu Xuantong's hands shook, and the black clouds in the sky boiled and rolled.

Pull four strong men into it......

Uncle Xuantong is happy here, but the entire battlefield is still in a state of non-chaos and disorder.

Nearly 10,000 warriors killed each other, plus the slaughter of the Soul Painting Beast, two or three thousand corpses have been left in the Shentian Ruins.

Although the palace here stretches very widely, and the palace is extremely high and low, the tragic scene after the bloody battle is still eye-catching.

The four ancient curiosities were not obtained by anyone in the battle, but because their own spirituality began to fly in the sky.

Martial arts masters confronted each other and chased the relics above the palace buildings.

During the time that Han Feng disappeared, many people broke into the [Between Heaven and Earth], making the Shentian Ruins even more lively.

The fighting here is also more intense.

A strange man wrapped in a starry night cyclone stood in the air, and one person was alone against two three-grade painting soul warriors.

A bald man with a top body ** held a humanoid weapon in his hand and chased hundreds of monks from the Buddhist Gate all over the ground......

A gunman and a knifeman fought each other, and the vertical and horizontal knives and air guns shook the earth and formed a ravine.

The warriors I had just seen and had never seen were fighting in the martial arts here, and the spirit and wolf smoke were like a hundred miles of fire, rolling into the sky.

Han Feng even met his acquaintances...... The long-haired man in a white robe was holding a giant sword and was chasing Gongsun Hong's flying ......

"Gongsun Hong, your turtle son will stop for me!"

"Stop and chop you!?What the am I stupid!?"

The two chased and scolded each other...... It's very lively......

It's just that the [Demon Suppression Sword Master] Nangong Lian has arrived, and it seems that the actions of the imperial court are not slow~

Suddenly, Han Feng saw that in the alley between the two palaces in the distance, several Hanging Sword Guards were facing a crisis......

The body moves with your heart, and the light skills of "Flying on the Grass" have been blessed and transformed by the six peerless learnings, and now it is no slower than the peerless learning, and the yin and yang contained in it are endless, and the ability to borrow various elements of heaven and earth as a retreat is even more unique and wonderful.

The matter was urgent, Han Feng used the eight forces of Zhou Liu as a retreat, turning into an eight-colored streamer and shooting out.

......

In the alley, Jiang Xiaohu, Yang Qianqian, Feng Ning, Qiu Tongxi and several other guards were blocked in the middle of the alley, with high walls on both sides.

A mysterious man wrapped in black demonic flame stood in front of the people of the Hanging Sword Division, his right hand raised flat, and he was grasping the envoy who led the guards.

The envoy was lifted up by the tall demon, and his feet were suspended in the air and he struggled as hard as he could, but he couldn't shake the demon at all.

The black flames of the demon scorched the envoy's body, causing him extreme pain.

The demon slowly spoke, and his voice was full of banter:

"It's painful, isn't it...... Do you want to beg me for mercy, or do you want your men to escape......? It's a pity that you don't have a chance to open your mouth anymore~"

Looking at the appearance of the demon general's envoy and himself and others as pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered...... The guards only felt depressed.

But...... The gap between each other is just too great.

Even the envoy was defeated with a single move...... Even if you run away, you can't escape......

"That's enough!, you evil man, let Ye Ling's envoy go!!"

Jiang Xiaohu endured the fear in his heart, clenched the long knife in his hand, stepped forward, and yelled at the demon.

The demon's hand was still holding the envoy's neck, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let me go, do you deserve it?"

As he spoke, the black demonic flame suddenly soared, turning into a sea of fire surging towards the guards.

At this time, the eight-colored light fell from the sky.

The earth groaned lightly, and the ice chrysanthemums bloomed all over the ground, and the extremely cold and freezing air forced back the black demonic flames.

In the brilliant halo, a white dress flew independently, carrying a huge horizontal scroll.

"That'...... Am I worthy?"